Last Christmas, Larry gave me a gift certificate for a Swedish massage.

During the year, I get my hair done and manicures,

massages while traveling and reflexology once a week.

But, it seems that I am a hoarder.

A hoarder of gift certificates.

I LOVE them so  and hate to use them.

There is a Spa that I like very much, The Woodhouse Day Spa.

That is where my gift was from, and yesterday, I cashed it in.

I had the most amazing morning being pampered and massaged.

I feel wonderful today.

{Really Wonderful!}

Last night, Larry said: I am not giving you gift certificates anymore.

I said: Why not?

He said: You keep them till they almost expire.

He said: Just get a massage when you want one.

Somehow, that just isn’t the same.

Is it?

Love you.

Me